Uncovering the True Meaning of Literary Merit

Literature is subjective. What I deem significant and valuable can differ from the individual next to me. This notion can be applied to the way in which we define the phrase "a work of literary merit". Despite the various definitions, I feel like a work of literary merit is a piece of literature that provides an underlying message. This means that it can widen your eyes on social issues and bring public concerns into light. These works are memorable, meaning that they leave an imprint on the minds of readers. Oftentimes people view these pieces of work simply as the novels that are read and discussed the most. Although this is true, it is the aspects of these novels that ultimately cause them to be remembered.

Recently I finished reading The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald. Many believe that this book is an example of a work of literary merit. Upon reading it thoroughly, I completely agree! F. Scott Fitzgerald uses this story to tackle the materialistic nature of society. He does so by flaunting Gatsby's outrageous parties at his mansion. Amidst all the wealth, people only viewed Gatsby as a source for their own entertainment. However, when it came down to Gatsby’s death, only a few people attended his funeral. The same patterns can be seen when it came to Gatsby’s love life. The wealth and status of Tom Buchanan served as the primary factor that kept Daisy from running off with her true love—Gatsby.

In addition, The Great Gatsby delves into the contrast between dreams and reality. In a way, it serves as a wake up call to many humans. In fact, the very last line of the novel states, “So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.” This demonstrates how sometimes we are constantly preparing for out future while simultaneously fighting our inevitable return to the past.

Overall, this novel is truly awe-inspiring. Its ability to provide social commentary on 1920s American society has rendered it a classic. Fitzgerald wanted to showcase the fact that money isn’t everything. Even though Gatsby had every aspect of the idealized American life, he was actually miserable. Similarly, Fitzgerald targeted the American dream of becoming rich. Despite the fact that America was economically successful during this time period, he urged Americans not to set aside their humanity in order to bask in their new found wealth. For this reason, The Great Gatsby exemplifies a work of literary merit. Let's not forget the fact that Leonardo DiCaprio served as the face of Gatsby in the movie rendition. To me, that's only a plus!

Losing Sight Then, Gaining Vision Now

Boring. That's what I am now. Plain boring. Am i talking about my personality? Nope. I'm talking about my status as a reader. With a vast array of books out there, I seem to have limited myself within the confines of mediocrity. Rather than reading because I want to, I read because I have to. I recall the simple days of first grade, when my teacher would read a new book in the Junie B. Jones series written by Barbara Parks. I would sit anxiously awaiting the next mischievous act that Junie B. Jones would get herself into.  As a kid who barely spoke, I was awakening an adventurous and playful side of me through the use of a fictional character. I eventually joined a book club in elementary school as part of an after school program. It wasn’t “cool” to some of the other kids, but I didn’t care. I remember engulfing myself within the book Holes, written by Andrew Davis. Seeing this film on Disney Channel only served to strengthen my interest in this novel. 

So what exactly happened you may ask? The answer, ironically so, is school. The more I was “forced” to read, the more I was driven away from doing so. Suddenly I was suffocated by a new level of expectation: the ability to analyze a variety of complex texts.  


Looking back at everything, I’ve realized now that I’ve missed out on a lot. I’m not necessarily saying that you have to like every single book, but reading with a "stank" attitude already ruins the fun before it even begins. At the end of the day, the true blame falls on myself. I’ve suddenly realized the need to grasp a hold of my reading. No longer do I want to be an impatient, boring reader. No, no, no. Instead, I want to be a passionate reader; someone who can devour each word in a book, place themselves in the mindset of characters, and enable their thought process to flourish. In a way, I want my readers to follow this same course of action when viewing my blog. A mere glance is not enough. I want people to bask in my journey as both a reader and blogger. I'm ready to do so! The real question is: are you?